Photo Copyright: Al Forbes

Here we are again. Today we’re visiting a farm. We’ve gathered in this place to discuss our original stories for the week as the Friday Fictioneers group. This is actually a repeat of this prompt. I had a good story for it last February so decided to use it again. Our hostess for this gathering is the talented and gracious author and artist, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The challenge for each of us this week and every week is to write a story with no more than 100 words not including the title. It’s supposed to have a beginning, middle, end, and follow the picture prompt for the week. This week’s Β prompt was provided by Al Forbes. He writes for this group and for his own group, Sunday Photo Fiction. Thanks, Al.

To read the other stories by group members, just click on the link given below, then on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link for this week’s stories is as follows:

Genre: Humor Fiction

Word Count: 100 Words


Old Clopper, or Clop for short, had been owned by the Rigleys for years. He’d grown up with their children.

His main job was pulling the family buggy, but he also helped old Blinker the plow horse.

Sometimes the children rode him bareback for fun. He had a good life.

“Yes sir,” Pa often emphasized, “I just don’t trust these newfangled automobiles. I bought a tractor but I needed that when Blinker died.”

Mr. Johnson at the next farm bought a Model T Ford, then Mr. Pitt. The next year so did Pa. Old Clop was finally retired to the pasture.




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40 thoughts on “FAITHFUL OLD CLOPPER

  1. I hope the grandkids still play on old Clop. I would!

    You’re really making me want to try this Friday game, though my blog isn’t really conducive to sharing my results. Still, I’ve really been enjoying each of your takes on these (no one-trick Blinker, you!) and it gets my gears going.

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  2. What an era of change we’ve seen in the last 100 years. My dad still had a couple of work horses when I was small, but sold them around 1960. Horses have a personality–and an attitude–something you won’t find in machines.


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